Wolf at Her Door: BBW Paranormal Romance

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wind blew, his kilt moved and I wondered where his clothes came from.
    An evil grin spread across his face, causing shivers to run down my body. He looked around and his eyes settled on my cottage, but recognition didn't cross his face. His eyes glowed red again and then the ripple spread over him, including his kilt, before he disappeared.
    I ran to my cottage and slammed the door behind me. My breath caught in my throat as I tried to calm myself, but it was useless. I knew what Niall wanted and where he was going. If fate wasn't going to continue the curse of the MacCulloch clan, then Niall the demon would.
    Fear shook me and I pulled the blanket around my shoulders tighter. He couldn't harm me anymore. I had to remember that. But I cared too much about the people he would try to kill to continue hiding in my cottage in the Otherworld. I had to get to Ainsley and Callen before Niall reached them. It would take me time to reach them, and I prayed the demon couldn't travel quicker than I could. In the meantime, I would watch what happened in Leeds Point.

Chapter Two
    Callen

    The back seat was cramped. I wasn't even sitting with my legs ahead of me. That was impossible. I didn't have to let the human woman with the funny name sit in the front, she even fought with me about it, but she was a woman and women should always sit in front.
      Rafael was driving towards Pinky's parents' house where she said she had a lot of documentation that could help me find Heather. I didn't need her help. I had already found Heather, but no one needed to know that.
    For centuries, I found her on my own. I only left with Rafael and Pinky because of my memories. I knew what Bran was going through when I saw his eyes focus on my mother. I'd be an ass if I didn't leave and give them time alone.
    Pinky twisted around in her seat to look at me. Her eyes were wide and curious, and I could tell that even though she lived in a town of shifters, she had never met anyone like me. It wasn't surprising, there were very few of us still alive.
    "You have questions," I said.
    "Is that alright? I don't mean to be nosy or rude or anything," she said.
    I nodded. I needed to learn to be more patient. Lately it seemed the only person I could tolerate was my mother, and that was because she was the only other person who understood the trials of living for so long.
    "Go ahead. Ask away," I said.
    "If you're a shifter like Rafael, why are you so different?"
    "Because I'm nothing like Rafael. We both have the ability to change into an animal. I believe it's what Rafael calls his spirit animal, and maybe that's right, I really don't know. But my wolf is more a part of me than Rafael's bear. I can sense his bear in him fighting for power and control. My wolf knows better," I said, shrugging. "My age gives me strength and abilities other shifters don't have."
    "But you feel different. I don't know what it is, but there's an energy that I can feel from you," she said, looking confused.
    Her words confused me. What did a human know about feeling energy?
    "I think what you're feeling is why I'm here. I never know when or where Heather will appear again, but I feel it. Her soul calls to me like a magnet and I follow."
    "It's more than that, Callen," Rafael said. "I noticed you wear a silver chain around your neck. How? Doesn't it cause pain?"
    "The pain it causes me is nothing in comparison to the pain of losing Heather," I said. "She gave it to me long ago. She didn't know or understand what I was yet, but she gave it to me and I always wear it. It reminds me of the beauty and pain that comes from living."
    "It doesn't weaken you?" he asked.
    "I'm far too strong for what little effect the silver has on me," I said with a scoff. The look on his face reminded me I wasn't with my own kind. I shook my head, then pushed back my chin-length black hair. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be an ass. I'm not used to being sociable."
    Pinky laughed and Rafael turned to smile at me.
    "Ainsley

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